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The Friends Who Became My Sisters

I didn’t have many until I turned sixty.

Photo by Luis Machado on Unsplash

Growing up, I had no sisters. I yearned, longed for one to share my dreams, secrets, and feelings. In a household of younger brothers, isolation and books became my siblings and my friends.

Living in an abusive and dysfunctional family, alcoholic violence ravaged my childhood. I retreated further into myself and…

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Debbie Walker

Debbie Walker

Debbie Walker is a great-grandmother, creator of Middle-Pause, STOMP!, MPM Publishing, and editing a 4-book anthology. Contact her at middlepause51@gmail.com.

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